Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Kunzang Odsal Palyul Changchub Choling




Kunzang Odsal Palyul Changchub Choling
Center for Buddhist Study and Practice in the Nyingma Tradition
Poolesville, MD
June 8, 2016


I enter the Prayer Room which is open 24 hours a day.  There are written instructions to remove my shoes and turn off my phone.  The room is large and filled with hundreds of candle holders and small Buddha statues.  A nun sits up front and prayers, sometimes in silence but other times, she mumbles. She is Caucasian, my age.  Her head is shaved. She wears a maroon cloth that constantly falls down her right arm.  She adjusts and readjusts as she prays. She prays from a prayer book that she uploaded on her IPAD tablet.

There are mats on the floor.  There are a few flimsy cushions and three card table chairs.  I sit unabashed on one of the chairs.  I grab a prayer book and make myself as comfortable as I can on a hard, metal chair. I leaf through the book and jot down prayers that speak to me.

  • Ø  May all be auspicious.
  • Ø  May we be born in good families, with clear intellect, free of pride and with great compassion.
  • Ø  By this virtue may I swiftly accomplish the state of AVALKITESHVARA.


Once the nun realizes that I am not praying, she prays out loud, in English, for me to hear.  As she prays, she prepares a concoction of incense.  Each substance she adds has significance to her prayer. She prays for the female Buddhists and I wonder if her focus today in on Hillary Clinton.  Hillary won the nomination last night and I noticed her campaign yard signs when I drove in to the grounds.

The nun leaves the room and I am now alone in this prayer room.  I look around to see if anyone is coming and it appears that I am alone now.  So I take out my phone and snap a few photos. I finish just as I hear the door knob turn and see the nun again. She resumes her prayer stance and I bury myself back in to my prayer book, relieved that I didn’t get caught taking photos.  I leave shortly thereafter and wander the grounds.


Opening Prayer of Blessings:

To the Root Guru, I pray;
  • Ø  Grant blessings to accomplish the inexhaustible rainbow body
  • Ø  Grant blessings to accomplish the dissolution of the aggregate without remains
  • Ø  Grant blessings to conducive circumstances and obstacles
  • Ø  Grant blessings to be free from attachment to food and clothing
  • Ø  Grant blessings that my experience (visions) may be lucid without obscurations
  • Ø  Grant blessings to see my true face, the mind’s actual nature
  • Ø  Grant blessings to be free from the stain of discursive thoughts
  • Ø  Grant blessings to realize the stainless originally pure Nature
  • Ø  Grant blessings to be free from the duality of self and others.
  • Ø  Grant blessings to cleanse the darkness of ignorance.
  • Ø  Grant blessings that experience and realization may arise in my mind.
  • Ø  Grant blessings to accomplish the two purposes of benefiting self and others.
  • Ø  Grant blessings that the power of my speech may increase.



Bodhisattua Vow

I dedicate myself to the liberation and salvation of all sentient beings.   Offer my body, speech and mind in order to accomplish the purpose of all sentient beings. I will return in whatever form necessary, under extraordinary circumstances, to end suffering.  Let me be born in times unpredictable, in places unknown, until all sentient beings are liberated from the cycle of death and rebirth.

Taking no thought for my comfort or safety, precious Lama, make of me a pure and perfect instrument by which the end of suffering and death in all forms might be realized. Let me achieve perfect enlightenment for the sake of all beings. And then by my hand and heart alone, may all beings achieve full enlightenment and perfect liberation.
                                 
                                                            Jetsunma Ahkon Lhamo

Shining Lake of Crystal Tears
        A Confessional Prayer

Ayra Tara, Noble One
We bow down to your Lotus Feet
And beg you to remain enthroned
One the Lotus Throne within our hearts

Oh Mother Tara, Holy One, Perfect One
We are lost
Now more than ever darkness comes
And we are overcome with our weakness ad poor view
Yet You remain for us.